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The Connemara Clubthis story is part of the FanClub (fm:group, 9637 words) [1/3] show all parts

Author: AlanMac
Added: Oct 13 2002Views / Reads: 11206 / 8551 [76%]Part vote: 9.32 (22 votes)
Newly widowed and facing destitution on the streets of Dublin, Marie finds herself given a chance of a new life by a mysterious gentleman.
 


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The Connemara Club

Dublin, Thursday 7 January 1892 - The Funeral The sleet was coating the ground in a soaking cold grey slush that mirrored the sullen grey of the sky. Marie stood silently as the last couple of scoundrels muttered some half-hearted attempts at consolation and shuffled of to find a pub; somewhere to drown whatever conscience remained.

Marie looked down at the coffin in the grave and thought to herself "Well, Edward Patrick Fitzhume, you bastard, you've finally managed to destroy us both haven't you." Twenty years old and newly widowed, the debts left by her drunkard husband would mean that the bailiffs would take the house within the week. The coffin was just another debt which she could not afford. Mr McElduff, the funeral director, had agreed for a few pennies to let the few who turned up to the funeral see a proper burial Later he would take the coffin back after the congregation had gone home to leave Edward in a pauper's grave.

Three years ago it had seemed such an adventure to elope with this dashing young man with fine prospects. The 'last of the Fitzhumes' Edward had had a good inheritance which he had drunk and gambled away in less than two years. A further year of desperate schemes and drunken nights with his low-life companions had left them badly in debt. But Edward was the last of his line and her own family had disowned her for marrying the son of their protestant neighbours. Her brothers had vowed ...

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